This place is a musty, dusty, oldey time thing-a-majig. That line is from Ghost World, which this shop reminds me of. Seymour would live here. Stacks and stacks(we're talking fire code violation) of vinyl. It's mostly blues, jazz and vocal stuff that doesn't really interest me. But you can peruse a couple hundred rock titles which may yield a rare gem. But you'll pay through the nose for it. Pretty pricey.